Even as a Mafia, I Still Have to Write Novels

(About the cover: I commissioned and bought the rights to the beautiful line art from a Bilibili artist. I added the strange filter myself.)

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Xuexia Hu Po, male, 19, of Chinese and Japanese descent, is a somewhat frail, down-on-his-luck college student who has lived in a certain Eastern country since childhood. He's a sophomore this year.

But today, he... transmigrated.

The bad news: He's transmigrated to Japan, and it's a world of anime, too;

He's a low-level member of a certain Mafia, but he transmigrated in his own body, and his height and age have shrunk back to fifteen;

He has an ability, but he doesn't know its name, can't use it, has no System, and has never read the original work;

He recognizes his boss's and coworkers' names, but... only as the names of real-life authors who wrote books...

The good news: Set all that aside, and now he has plenty of time to work on his novels~

Come to think of it, that's pretty great, hehehe... No, it's not!

Mafia, ability users? He wants nothing to do with any of that!

And there's always this guy whose name is the same as a certain double-suicide guy's pen name. A chuunibyou guy wrapped in bandages, who stays up late every night with nothing better to do than pick his door lock, and sometimes drags him into playing the chuunibyou game "Guess What I'm Thinking."

He's changed the lock several times already!

And that's not all. Whenever he goes on a business trip to Tokyo, some weird elementary schooler in glasses keeps mistaking him for a criminal suspect.

Wait, what are these ugly things called Curses?!

Xuexia Hu Po: ...Leave me alone, or I won't leave you alone. (fake-person smile.jpg)

How am I supposed to write this blurb?! (screaming)

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*Mainly Bungo Stray Dogs, with Jujutsu Kaisen and Detective Conan as side series

*There will be OOC, original settings, a small number of original characters, and a story within a story

*An impulsive story I wrote for my OC. The logic is dead, the writing is dead, and I write whatever I dream up

*The protagonist transmigrates in his own body, with no System. Chaotic neutral, a man of few words, rich inner monologue, silent wisecracker, long black hair, red eyes, 179.5 cm tall at nineteen / 171 cm at fifteen, ghostly characterization, a fake cryptic type, and doesn't know the plot

*I'll revise as I go

*I'll add more if I think of anything

Theme: Life has no meaning to begin with. Live long enough and see enough, and it will come to have a little meaning.